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His fingers traced the outline of my bra and slowly moved upward to undo the clasp in the front.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?" We both froze. I looked over Jack's shoulder and saw the person standing in my kitchen doorway.

Oh shit.

"Fucking answer me! What the fuck is going on." Bobby slammed his fist into the side of the wall walking into the kitchen.

Jack had set me down and was covering me from his brother. "Bobby, relax."

"RELAX? What the fuck Jack? How should I relax when I walk in here and you're practically fucking in the kitchen?"

I moved in front of Jack extracting my arm from his hand as he tried pulling me back. "Christ Bobby what do you care? We all know Jack's not gay, it's not like he's fucking a different girl every night, what's the big deal?"

Bobby turned a chair from the table over making it spin on the ground nearly knocking another over. "He can't fucking touch you. You're not getting involved with a Mercer especially not Jack."

Now it was my turn. I picked up a glass and threw it at the wall inches form his head. "Why Bobby? Because you feel like you have to protect me because you're loyal to Rob? That can't be it because he's not here. My brother is dead Bobby and nothing anyone does is going to change that. Do you not want me to be happy? I don't know about that because you have always told me that I need to stop worrying about things because I shouldn't have to deal with that. Or is it just because I wouldn't fucking sleep with you?"

We were all silent for a moment. I saw Jack clench his jaw as he looked at his brother. "Tell me it's not about that Bobby."

I crossed my arms and thought back to that night. It was after my brother's funeral and I had gotten drunk out of my mind. So drunk I wasn't even cursing out the guys anymore for leavening and not taking my brother and me. The night's just a blur but Jerry had told me about it the next day. I had been talking with Bobby in one of the back rooms. One thing had led to another and he was trying to undress me. I kept saying, "No, where's Jack?" But Bobby had gotten drunk more than any of us; he wouldn't hear anything he didn't want to. Angel heard a lamp shatter and hurried into the room while Bobby was still trying to get my clothes off. I didn't remember anything about it the next day. I went to ask Angel or anyone what had happened and how I ended up in my room with my shirt ripped. Evelyn had answered the door and told me the boys had left the night before. I headed over to Jerry's and he told me what had happened. He was the only one who knew Jack and I had been together at one point and that was why I called for him. Thankfully he'd never told anyone. I never brought it up with Bobby because from what I heard Jack and Angel had beaten his drunken ass to a pulp.

Bobby leaned back. "No it's not about that. I was fucking drunk. I didn't mean anything that happened. Jackie, I'm not going to let you hurt her. You will and I don't want to kill you because you're my brother. You and Lucia are two totally different people. If you two do anything you're going to regret it because it's going to change your relationship. You're not going to see each other the same way anymore."

I rolled my eyes. "Bobby stop reading advice columns. I'm a big girl I can take care of myself thank you. And I know for a fact it wouldn't change our relationship."

Bobby laughed bitterly. "Yeah? How's that?"

"Because," Jack stepped forward raising his hands. "We've done it before."

Bobby leapt at his brother and they ended up on the floor beating the shit out of each other. I knew better than to try grabbing one of them. I grabbed the phone and screamed at Angel to get over here. A minute later Angel appeared through the doors in jeans and boots. Glad to know he could pull himself away from Sofi fast enough.

He looked at me before even touching his brothers. They had rolled their way into the living room by now. "What the hell is going on here?"

"Bobby caught Jack and I making out in the kitchen. Then he flipped out and Jack kinda told him we've already been together so it isn't going to ruin our friendship blah blah blah."

Angel stared at me. "You're kidding."

"Afraid not." I heard a pop and a scream and Angel and I both jumped down drawing the two apart. Angel threw Bobby onto the loveseat and sat on him so he couldn't move. He was bleeding freely through the nose and had marks across his face from where Jack's rings had made contact. I had pulled Jack onto the couch. He had a bruise forming below his eye and he was clutching his shoulder in pain.

"Angel grab my kit for Bobby. Nothing looks serious but probably should clean him up." I gently touched Jack's arm and he swore loudly. "Grab me a towel too. I need something for Jack to bite on. His shoulder's dislocated."

Angel pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and forced it into Bobby's hand. He tried to get up for the rest but Bobby made and attempt to get a Jack and he sat down. I knew I couldn't leave Jack because he'd do the same no matter how much pain he was in.

Bobby was swearing beneath Angel. "The fairy don't need a towel let him grit it on his own."

"He could end up biting his tongue off asshole. Fuck it." I pulled my tank over my head twisting it and shoving it in Jack's mouth. I straddled his waist and placed my left arm on his right shoulder. With my right arm I grabbed his left tightly. I gently kissed his forehead. "I'm sorry baby. This is going to hurt."

I yanked the arm hard and heard it go back into place. Jack bit down hard on the tank. If it hadn't been there I just imagined his chopping down and giving his lip a self made piercing.

We sat in silence for around five minutes. Jack's breathing returned to normal and he handed me the shirt he had disregarded before to cover myself up. I slipped it on and let him wrap his arm around me. His shirt smelled just like him and between the shirt and the warmth of his arms I felt safe. Extremely guilty for starting this much trouble, but safe none the less.

Angel sat down next to Bobby but was ready to tackle him at the same time. "Fuck man, we can't start this. We're together we need to stay that way. We all want to find mom's killer. Don't beat each other up over this. Bobby you got to relax man. Let Jack be happy. We all knew about this."

Bobby wiped at his nose looking at Angel confused. "Was I the only one that didn't know this happened before?"

Angel opened his moth for a second and stopped. He reopened it a second later. "Well I didn't know it happened before but I figured it was going to happen. Come on Bobby. I know we've always looked out for Lucia but she's a grown woman now. She can fight her own battles. I know she has already. Not saying we have to step aside all the time but let her get her chance. Plus wouldn't you trust Jack being with her more than some guy we don't know?"

"Bobby, I made a promise not to hurt her." Jack squeezed me tight. "I'm not going to go back on it. I know I've been an asshole in the past but I'm changing it. I don't want Lucia hurt anymore than you do. I making up for what I did and I'm finally listening to mom. She kept telling us to never take anything for granted. We need to hold onto things while we have them. I'm not fucking this up."

Bobby sighed. "I know Jackie. I'm sorry. It's just all of this shit going on I need something kept constant."

We sat thinking back on what used to be constant. Hockey during the holidays and dinner together. Everything how it used to be. "How weird is it to be home?" I looked at each of them.

Bobby sighed. "It's weird. It's scary. I've been staying in ma's room and nothing changed."

Angel shook his head with a smile. "Turned on my boom box, still the same tape inside from the day I left."

Jack smiled. "Carton of cigs under my bed and all my old picks in the draw."

Bobby smiled and got up, Jack followed. They hugged and I knew it was okay. They were closer than anything and hell knew even I wasn't going to break that. I never wanted to, that was my point all along.

Angel straightened up. "Come on we got to get up early to see ma's will and shit tomorrow." He walked by and ruffled my hair. "Stay out of trouble, right?"

I held up my hand. "I always try."

Bobby and Angel walked out the door while Jack stayed and got his zip up. He looked at me sitting on the couch and I realized I was still wearing his shirt. It fit fine other than being slightly snug around the chest, which was probably why he was smiling. "It looks good on you."

I stood up and pressed lightly into his shoulder. "You okay?"

He nodded and gave me a kiss. "You always knew how to take care of us." He held me for a minute burying his face into my hair. He rested his chin on the top of my head and I could hear him sigh. "I'm sorry about all of that. I should know better. I meant what I said to Bobby. I'm not going to hurt you."

I lifted my head up to look into his face my arms still wrapped around his waist. "I know. Go get some sleep you're going to have a long day ahead of you I can tell."

Jack pouted. "You're not going to tuck me in?"

I laughed and kissed him. "Not tonight."

Jack swung me around and started for the door. "Well tonight may not be good, but I will see you this week. No one can resist the charms of Jack Mercer."

I laughed as he strutted out of the door into the night.

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Banging came on my door at around seven the next night. I took the cookies out of the oven and opened the door. Bobby, Jack and Angel smiled back at me.

"Let me grab my coat." That's all I had to say.

Bobby held the door open while I was pulling on my coat. "We need your gas can."

Jack looked at his brother. "Shit, we're doing the gas thing?"

"Yes we're doing the gas thing," mimicked Bobby. "Luce, we need you for directions. Been gone to long to know some of these new fucking streets. Some underground handout we're looking for and we know you know the underground. You are not getting out of the car. I will repeat that. You are not getting out of the car."

I looked at Bobby and opened the draw on the table by the door. I slipped the Browning from the draw into the inside of my jacket. I had specially stitched a little pocket in for it. I lived in Detroit. Of course I owned a gun. "Bullshit Bobby."

I slid past them and got into the back of the car.

We got to the front of the building and Bobby popped the trunk. He turned the Angel. "You got a burner?"

Angel scoffed. "Fuck man I flew in."

Bobby unwrapped his gun and handed it over to Angel. "Be careful with my baby." He handed the gas can to Jack and grabbed his shotgun for himself.

Jack held up a hand. "What do I get? Fuck, even Luce's armed."

Bobby rolled his eyes and handed jack a crowbar. "There ya go sweetheart. Poke them with this."

I led the way to the side entrance and tried the door, strangely enough it was locked. I aimed my gun at the knob and shot it off. "All yours boys."

"Crazy white girl." Angel led the way and kicked the door open. "FIVE OH!"

Screams erupted and we made our way through the halls yelling 'Detroit Police' and other fine ways telling them to get the hell out of there.

I nodded to Bobby when we got to the last corridor and some dumbass homeboy started walking toward us. "That's him." I whispered over the kid's screams.

Bobby shoved him into a chair with the tip of the shot gun and switched the gun for the gas Jack was holding. He poured it all over the kid. "You're gonna wish I was the police when I was through with you." The kid continued yelled so Bobby shoved a rag in his mouth. "No now it's listening time. I know you're not gonna tell me what I wanna know, so I'm gonna light your little bitch ass on fire. Then I'm gonna watch you run around here like a chicken with its head cut off setting fire to all your little friends. That what you want?"

Angel splashed some of the gas on the kid sitting on the couch while jack handed Bobby his lit cig. Bobby waved it in front of this kid with a threatening look.

Angel leveled the gun at the kid's head. "Which one of your boys shot up the liquor store on 104th street?"

Bobby removed the rag from the kid mouth. "Now is the talking part."

"Man, that shit was counterfeit as a motherfucker, man. Ain't nobody playing basketball when that shit went down, okay?" He swore and spat on the ground. "Why you think cops ain't arrest nobody?"

Bobby punched the kid. "How do you know nobody was playing basketball if you weren't there?"

The kid gritted through his teeth. "Police say those people weren't killed till 11:00. Court light shut off at 10!"

Jack slid a glance at me confused. I sent him a look that said I didn't know. I go to work before 8 and get home way after 11. Plus I hardily even drove that way anymore. I wouldn't know if this kid was lying or not.

Bobby looked at his watch and dragged the kid out. I followed and Jack took up the rear. He held the shotgun over his shoulder and swung the crowbar around. "I hope you all have a very nice evening."

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The five of us stood in front of the courts. The kid was being held on to by Angel who was whispering threats into his ear. Bobby checked his watch. "Its 10:02 homeboy and these lights are still on."

The kid and Bobby were in a screaming match when I heard a series of clicks. "Shit."

We all turned around and watched as every light went off. Bobby shoved a finger into the kid's face. "You're fucking lucky."

"Told ya!" Angel punched the smartass in the stomach and shoved his down an alley. The kid was still screaming as we drove away. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHO YOU'RE MESSING WITH!"

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We drove back to their house with Bobby leading the way. "It was a questionable kill."

"What makes you think that?" Jack threw the crowbar into the umbrella stand and sat in an armchair pulling me onto his lap.

We all watched as Angel was dragged by a giggling Sofi up the stairs. Oh joy more banging would start in a few minutes.

Note to self: Buy Bobby and Jack ear plugs as an early Christmas Present.

"Boy, it's sad, you growing up without a father. Nobody taught you anything, did they? I should've stayed around longer and held your little hand, huh, sweetheart?"

Jack flipped him off. "Whatever, man."

Bobby sat on the couch and ran a hand over his head. "Look, sometimes pros will cover up their shots with another crime. Like a burglary or something. Then pay a witness to throw the cops on to the wrong suspect. You understand?"

I held Jack's hand and looked at Bobby. "Why would anybody want to kill the sweetest woman in the goddamn world?" Jack held me tighter.

Bobby held his head in his hands. "I don't know Luce. I just don't know."

A/N: Hi everyone. I'm not dead. Had a family emergency this weekend and never got to a computer till last night. It was too late for me to do anything. So here's this one as a peace offering and apology. Oh and those of you who love Garret Hedlund in particular besides Four Brothers he was in Friday Night Lights. I just watched it and it was amazing. Go rent it. Go Go Go. This guy is always amazing looking.

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Sadvirtue: Hope PSATs went well and yes who doesn't love the conversations Lucia has with herself? Sorry this chapter is lacking of them.

XNegAttentionX: Ha well that broke my updating record. I do my best to update whenever I have a free moment. I can usually get this stuff down because outside of the internet world I really do write. So having something to base writing off of comes easy to me. Its one of the reasons I got back into fan fiction. It keeps me occupied and keeps my writing skills sharp.

To the person who didn't want to be known: Thanks bunches. Don't be afraid to let me know who you are haha

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Much love and happy days.